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busta rhymes - look who lyrics

[intro]
i’m tired of tellin’ these n-ggas i’m comin’
busta rhymes b-tch, flipmode b-tch

[verse 1]
[check it] some n-gga sniped on my roof at buildings, it’s silly
so many big guns when they pull out a dock in a city
she don’t wanna f-ck around, it don’t make sense tryin’
it’s like fightin’ someone who believes there’s rewards in dyin’
n-gga look like he a little can’t front like he hard
actin’ tough like he lil ze from city of god
n-gga front, i’ll let the bullets stray and split up your arm
with so many shots that’ll follow, sh-t could ruin a farm
when i see the police come i stash my own gat
before i have to do it, you should trash your own rap
hang ’em til’ they’re drip dry, harness ’em up
and let they b-tches give me d-ck jobs ‘n polish me up
why act tough? you don’t have the ability, son
i take your shine like a b-tch i took virginity from
you da type that regularly deal with supidity, done
that make me grab utility belt for utility gun

[chrous]
-look who’s got you goin’ crazy again-
bus-a-bus, flipmode/aftermath b-tch
-look who’s got you goin’ crazy again-
-’bout to show these knuckleheads how to do this here-
-look who’s got you goin’ crazy again-
aftermath/flipmode f-ggot, you know how we do
-look who’s got you goin crazy again-
my n-ggas be happy with guns, they be poppin’ at random
-you know how we do-

[verse 2; repeat intro x3]
i’ma mash on n-ggas til they sick of me, run
i’ma mash on n-ggas til they sick of me, run
i’ma mash on n-ggas til they sick of me, run
when it come to reppin’ tha block i’m the epitome -rewind-
come and see the way n-ggas conspire, try to get rid of me from
up outta the game, can’t be serious, you kiddin’ me, won
die slow and ask your man [ah sh-t, look what he did to me sonny]
it wasn’t meant, but you shoulda never said sh-t to me, money
once the h0m-cide detective get to chalkin’ around
and leave the witnesses f-cked up or shot talkin’ about it

[chrous]
-look who’s got you goin’ crazy again-
bus-a-bus, flipmode/aftermath b-tch
-look who’s got you goin crazy again-
-bout to show these knuckleheads how to do this here-
-look who’s got you goin’ crazy again-
aftermath/flipmode f-ggot, you know how we do
-look who’s got you goin crazy again-
my n-ggas be happy with guns, they be poppin’ at random
-look who’s got you goin crazy again-
aftermath/flipmode f-ggot, you know how we do
-look who’s got you goin crazy again-
my n-ggas be happy with guns, they be poppin’ at random

-rewind-
[verse 1]
[check it] some n-gga sniped on my roof at buildings, it’s silly
so many big guns when they pull out a dock in a city
she don’t wanna f-ck around, it don’t make sense tryin’
it’s like fightin’ someone who believes there’s rewards in dyin’
n-gga look like he a little, can’t front like he hard
actin’ tough like he lil ze from city of god
n-gga front, i’ll let the bullets stray and split up your arm
with so many shots that’ll follow, sh-t could ruin a farm
when i see the police come i stash my own gat
before i have to do it, you should trash your own rap
hang ’em til’ they’re drip dry, harness ’em up
and let they b-tches give me d-ck jobs ‘n polish me up
why act tough? you don’t have the ability, son
i take your shine like a b-tch i took virginity from
you da type that regularly deal with supidity, done
that make me grab utility belt for utility gun

-chorus fades out-

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